Sir Ares, Goodnight

When Jenson drove the Rolls-Royce toward the highway exit, he saw the traffic police inspecting the vehicles. Jenson calmly joined the line of cars at the back. Baby Zetty, on the other hand, was beyond anxious. 'You're not 18 yet, Brother. That's considered illegal driving."

Jenson raised his driver's license and Baby Zetty's eyes widened in shock. Written clearly on the driver's license was 'Jenson Ares, 18 years old'.

This was clearly a fake driver's license!

Baby Zetty was still worried. "Who would believe that you're 18 years old?"

Jenson said, "We'll see about that."

At this time, the traffic police walked over and tapped on Jenson's car window.

"Driver's license, please."

Jenson handed him the driver's license, and the traffic police darted Jenson a glance before sweeping his gaze over the car's interior. Finding no abnormalities, he then waved to dismiss Jenson.

Go.

Baby Zetty was stumped.

The Rolls-Royce pulled into the highway steadily.

to

icy face, Brother. It makes you look older than you really are. That's why you manage to convince others that

it not because of my height? I'm sure that's the reason why it gives others

left Baby Zetty

Baby Zetty's

was now five feet six while she was only four feet

Baby Zetty from the rear-view

isn't the only thing that

hard that she

were harsh, they were

she was nothing compared to Jenson

might be smart and fond of learning, but she was nothing like the genius-level high achievers Jenson

like you just needs to learn

will think you're dumb even if you don't say

else, I won't even bother pointing it out to

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Baby Zetty whimpered.

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